When they were far away from the snowy mountains, they were already above a jungle.

Qu Yan grabbed the wrist of the Golden Flower Whip and moved slightly, and the Golden Flower Whip was untied from the bird's claws, and then he hugged Shen Qingyu's waist and landed on the ground from the air.

It is surrounded by a dense forest with deep vegetation.

The sick and beautiful young man still had his eyes closed, and he shouted 'Dong Yuan' with words in his mouth, which sounded very pitiful. The tails of the eyes were as if they had been accidentally wiped by rouge, full of beauty, and with the torn white robe with traces of blood, it was unparalleled, but it was full of glass-like fragility.

Qu Yan just wanted to put him on the ground.

And he rewound himself again, and he would not let go of his hand when he died.

If it weren't for the fact that her spiritual power has recovered a little now, she would have been planted on the ground with Shen Qingyu, but she didn't expect that the first time she hugged someone in her life, it was to hug a young man who was taller than her.

It's really ....

The Immortal Cultivation Plane is really interesting.

Anyway, he is seriously injured now, and he is afraid of cold, and he wants to rely on her mostly because of the warmth, forget it, he is unconscious now, he can hug him if he wants, anyway, she owes him more. No, wait....

Where is the blood on his body?

On her skirt!

Oh my God-

For an elegant and stylish aristocratic lady, it is so filthy and unbearable and impudent that it makes people angry that a beautiful long dress is horribly tortured!

Qu Yan took Shen Qingyu's hand off her shoulder and threw him directly to the ground. Then he hurriedly performed the cleansing technique, and after seeing that the long skirt was clean again, he felt a lot more comfortable.

She fluttered her sleeves and prepared to take a look around.

The ankle was grabbed, and the sudden cold touch frightened Qu Yan almost kicked it.

She held her heart beating steadily, and when she looked coldly, she saw that her otherwise clean ankle was being clutched tightly by a bloody hand covered with scars.

It's really...

Abominable.

She's just performed a cleansing technique!

"Let go." Qu Yan said coldly.

But he didn't want the boy to react at all, just clutched her ankles tightly, and still muttered 'Dong Yuan' in a low voice.

What a bastard.

"Loosen up, or don't blame me for being unkind."

"Dong Yuan." The sick and weak young man's body trembled slightly, it seemed to be very cold, and half of his slightly exposed face was as pale as snow, with a dead breath, "I'm so cold..."

Qu Yan's heart softened most of the time, but her face was still full of disgust: "I said let go, stop doing such dirty and boring things to me, and be careful of your skin." ”

"Please... Hug me. ”

Qu Yan sighed, scolded 'bastard' with disgust, and finally half-squatted down and hugged the young man's thin and thin back.

He also knew that he climbed up the pole, his hands were directly wrapped around Qu Yan's waist, and his head was resting on her shoulder, frantically absorbing the warmth from her, and his breathing slowly fell into a steady .....

—

Shen Qingyu felt that she was holding something, it was very warm, and the fragrance on her body was so familiar......

He struggled to open his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a slightly crimson white neck, the crimson color caused by his breathing.

Who is it?

"Awake? Sick seedlings. ”

Listening to this deliberately suppressed cold and sneering voice, Shen Qingyu's consciousness suddenly sobered up, and he hurriedly let go of Qu Yan.

Looking at the pair of phoenix eyes that were misty and pitiful and fragile looking at her, Qu Yan stood up with a cold snort, and a mocking smile crossed the corner of her mouth: "Count yourself lucky, your little life will be kept for you for the time being." ”

"But what you did before, when the trial is over, you will feel better."